bdsm-fiction Chapter 19 Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump
Chapter 19 Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump
Chapter 19 Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump
"Who saw me do it? Do you have any evidence? Don't make things up if you don't have any evidence." Lin Ye put his hands on his hips, looking smug.
He had three scratch marks on his face, from being scratched by the furious Lin Qiu'er.
Last night, while Lin Qiu'er was fast asleep, he gave her a hair removal service. He did this simply as a response to Lin Qiu'er teasing him.
In retrospect, this trick has proven quite effective.
Hmm, if this guy tries to trick me again, I'll just keep shaving his fur, shave it all off, hehehe.
……
Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.
On the same hill in Holy Soul Village, Tang San slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the purple light in his eyes gradually receding.
Tang San sighed and muttered to himself, "The Purple Demon Eyes have been improving, but the Profound Heaven Technique has remained stagnant. I wonder if absorbing the soul ring will allow me to break through the Profound Heaven Technique."
After a while, he got up and hurried down the mountain. The mountain road was rugged and uneven, but Tang San seemed to be unaffected by it at all. He dashed left and right, leaping and dodging, walking as if he were walking on flat ground.
Although it was a small matter, it was enough to show that he was exceptionally skilled, far beyond what an ordinary 6-year-old child could achieve.
Tang San's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, but just then, a figure appeared on the mountaintop from nowhere. This person was none other than Tang Hao, who was as burly and strong as a bear.
"Mysterious Heaven Technique, Purple Demon Eye..."
Tang Hao murmured to himself, trying to catch the key points in Tang San's words. His eyes flickered, and his hands, hidden under his sleeves, quietly clenched into fists, then slowly relaxed.
On the other side, Tang San, who was almost home, slowed down, touched the hidden weapon on his wrist, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
The thing on his wrist is called a sleeve dart, one of the hidden weapons of the Tang Clan. It's a great tool for sneak attacks, backstabbing, murder, and robbery.
With his hidden blades, he was confident he could deal with anyone who wasn't too strong.
[From the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Manual, General Principles, Article Two: What is a concealed weapon? A concealed weapon is a weapon used secretly to defeat the enemy. If the enemy already knows you intend to use it, then it is not a concealed weapon, but an open weapon.]
This is his secret.
Tang San never even told Tang Hao about the hidden weapons.
As you push open the door, the aroma of rice porridge wafts out.
Tang San skillfully ladled out the rice porridge before calling out to the inner room, "Dad, dinner's ready."
……
After waiting for a while, there was still no response, and Tang Hao did not come out.
Upon entering the house, Tang San found that Tang Hao was not home. Tang San was puzzled, as Tang Hao was usually sleeping in at this time; where had he gone today?
Just as he was wondering where to look for him, Tang Hao returned.
"Hey, what did you do this morning?" Tang Hao asked casually.
"I went out to train. I go for a run every morning," Tang San said with a straight face, spouting nonsense.
In his mind, Tang Hao was just an ordinary blacksmith who could be fooled however he wanted.
Actually, he wasn't lying, but this kind of training was different from that kind of training.
Tang Hao remained silent, but did not expose his son's pretense.
"No need for forging today. Pack your things, and Old Jack will take you to Nottingham City tomorrow."
"Notting City? What for?" Tang San was taken aback.
Tang Hao glanced at him and said, "Didn't you want to become a Soul Master? Tomorrow, Old Jack will take you to the city to the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy. You'll learn about Soul Masters there."
"Dad, can I really go to the Soul Master Academy?" Tang San was overjoyed.
……
The next day, in front of the blacksmith's shop, Tang Hao watched Tang San leave until his figure disappeared from sight before turning back to his room.
There was a line of words on the ground: "Dad, please take good care of yourself. Don't forget to drink the porridge in the pot. Also, try to drink less alcohol in the future."
The mistress is gone, don't worry about her.
Tang Hao shifted his gaze from the words on the ground to the iron pot beside him, rushed over, and yanked open the lid of the pot.
He didn't mind the heat; he simply picked up the iron pot and began to gulp down the food, his cloudy eyes suddenly becoming misty with tears.
Tang San and Old Jack headed towards the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy. Along the way, Tang San kept asking questions, and Old Jack didn't mind his talkativeness and patiently answered them.
Through Old Jack's narration, Tang San gained a lot of knowledge, learned about the colorful world outside, and looked forward to the life ahead.
Little did he know that someone was already waiting for him outside Notting Junior Academy.
Nottingham is just a small city, but the Soul Master Academy is well-maintained and looks quite impressive.
Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is the largest building complex in the city. From the front, the tall archway, more than ten meters high and twenty meters wide, is made of solid rock and looks very impressive.
Its interior is shaded by green trees and has a beautiful environment.
And this is only the junior academy, which shows the status of Soul Masters.
Today is the first day of school at the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, so Lin Ye is waiting here for Tang San to arrive.
In his spare time, Lin Ye discovered that Lin Qiu'er was also a foodie. At this moment, she was staring at the skewers in Hyotei's hand, constantly swallowing her saliva.
That won't do; we can't let the auspicious beast go hungry.
Thinking this, Lin Ye took a grilled sausage and brought it to Lin Qiu'er's mouth.
"Come on, open your mouth."
The aroma of barbecue wafted over, and Lin Qiu'er, who was already drooling, immediately opened her mouth.
Then Lin Ye stuffed the sausage horizontally into Lin Qiu'er's mouth, then pinched her mouth shut with his hand and pulled out the bamboo skewer.
Lin Qiu'er blinked, her big, round eyes looking bewildered, making her appear both adorable and endearing.
Lin Qiu'er: "..."
I may not be human, but you really are a dog.
Seeing her adorable blank expression, Lin Ye burst into laughter, finding it quite amusing to tease her.
Lin Qiu'er rolled her eyes, but she couldn't let the delicious food go to waste. She savored the unfamiliar food with relish, her eyes curving into crescents.
After eating a grilled sausage, Lin Qiu'er licked her lips, feeling unsatisfied, and went to ask Hyotei for more food.
Seeing this, Xue Di couldn't help but smile.
Amidst their laughter and banter, the person Lin Ye was waiting for finally appeared.
Tang San and Old Jack, dressed simply, arrived at the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, only to be stopped at the school gate by the gatekeeper.
The doorman looked down at the old man and the young man with an arrogant air. "What are you doing here? Don't you even know where you country bumpkins are? Do you think you can come here?"
Old Jack was dressed simply, and Tang San was even more plain, with several patches on his clothes.
Both men were dressed like country folk, which led the gatekeeper to look at them with a hint of disdain.
Old Jack said with a forced smile, "Young man, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student that our village sent here this year."
The gatekeeper raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "A country bumpkin with soul power? I just don't believe it. Are you imposters?"
(End of this chapter)